Young souls, in such pleasant delirium as hers, are as unsympathetic as
butterflies sipping nectar. George pseudonym of MaryAnn Evans Eliot Of Hetty. Adam Bede, ch.9.
His body was as straight as Circe's wand; Jove might have
sipped out nectar from his hand. Christopher Marlowe Hero and Leander (published1598), pt.1, l.61^2.
Live and lie reclined On the hills like
Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside
their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in
the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden
houses, girdled with the gleaming world. Tennyson Poems,'The Lotos^Eaters', Choric Song, stanza 8,